Hearing their words, I was a little confused. Am I arrested? What did I get arrested?

Before I could react, they pushed me out of the way, broke into the room, and started flipping around. Kana Kido's eyes widened in horror, not understanding what was going on, and I gave her a look, and she quickly grabbed the manuscript paper on the table in her hand.

Fortunately, the police didn't care about the stack of manuscript papers, they walked around the room, and soon found the dragon pattern Jue next to my bed—in fact, I didn't plan to hide it at all—and the policeman led by the policeman picked it up and handed it to Qin Erye, who nodded like garlic: "Yes, yes, that's what I saw!" ”

The policeman smiled at me: "Make a wish, is this your thing?" ”

His question was quite vicious. The dragon pattern is a national first-class cultural relic, and if I say that it is mine, the source will be questioned immediately; If I say that I took it from the Huang family, then I am even more suspected of stealing cultural relics, and I can't please no matter how I answer. Seeing that I was silent, the policeman clicked and handcuffed me: "Come with us." ”

"Why are you arresting people?!" I asked aloud.

Second Master Qin came over and shouted arrogantly: "You look like a thief with eyebrows and rat eyes, that dragon tattoo is either a thief or a bright weapon, and the comrades from Beijing came all the way over, and they can still wronged you?" ”

"You're not the Qishan police?" I frowned.

"No, we're from Beijing." The policeman said with a blank face.

I secretly screamed in my heart that it was not good. I thought that Qin Erye deliberately made it bad and went to the local public security bureau to report it, which was mostly a personal vendetta in the relationship communiqué, which was easy to solve. But if it's someone sent by the Beijing police, things are complicated.

The police went straight from Beijing to Qishan to arrest people, indicating that a case had been officially filed there. The driving force behind this must be the Huang family. They are the real owners of the Dragon Pattern Lord, and as soon as they reported the crime, they immediately turned me into a criminal who absconded with national first-class cultural relics.

Now that "the stolen goods have been obtained", the evidence is conclusive, even if I want to defend myself or ask the Huang family to stop, I will first be escorted back to Beijing. In any case, I can't stay in Qishan any longer.

"Go find Fang Zhen!"

Before I was taken away, I only had time to say this to Kana Kido. Now the only ones who can save me are Fang Zhen and Liu Ju behind him. Kana Kido clutched the manuscript paper tightly in her hand and nodded vigorously.

Outside the hotel was a local police car in Qishan, I got into the car, rested my hands between my legs, and two policemen grabbed me one left and one right, without saying a word. The car had been driving for a long time, and when it looked like it was about to leave the city, I couldn't help but ask, "Comrade policeman, where are we going?" There was no answer, so I hung my head, closed my eyes, and tried to sort out the messy thoughts.

It stands to reason that when I investigate the Buddha's head, it is an act that is approved by all five veins. Even if the Huang family is dissatisfied with my actions in Anyang, they will not use the police to exaggerate so much. The current situation does not seem to want me to die, but that some people are unwilling to let me continue to stay in Qishan.

Is it because I'm afraid I'll dig up more? Interesting. It seems that the masterminds behind the killing of Ji Yunfu, Lao Qitou and Xie Laodao are becoming more and more uncomposed. That's not a good thing for me.

I was thinking about it when the car suddenly stopped. I was taken down by the police, and when I looked up, I saw a very tall building with lights flashing on the top of the building. In the distance, there were two rows of floor lamps, stretching straight into the distance, and a low buzzing sound reached the ears.

This is the airport in Qishan, and it is also a military airport, and there are several planes painted with the Air Force logo on the tarmac.

"Come with us, be honest." The police grabbed me by the arm and led me to a pot-bellied plane. I recognized it at a glance, this is the "Yun-7", which is a model developed by our own China, and both civil aviation and military aviation are equipped. The door of the plane opened, a gangway was lowered, and the propellers on both sides were already in motion, spinning fast and making a low, humming sound.

I looked up at the big nose of "Yun Qi", and suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of joy.

I didn't expect them to be so eager that they wouldn't wait long for a night of detention, and as soon as they caught me, they would immediately send me to the plane. It can be seen that the mastermind behind the scenes also has quite scruples. He knew that if Fang Zhen made a move, or if Liu Ju made a phone call in Beijing, the police would definitely not be able to take me out of Qishan. For this reason, he did not hesitate to use military aircraft for such a small person as me, because he did not want to give them time to react.

Honestly, I'm a kind of honor.

Once on the plane, I glanced around and realized that I was a little self-inflicted. The cabin was very spacious, with a lot of green parcels and sacks, and it seemed that this was not a special plane for me, but a plane for mail and cargo.

I entered the cabin, and the police handcuffed me to a handle and found a place to sit on the floor. There were several other people in the cabin, and when I saw the policeman's gloomy face and I was handcuffed, I didn't dare to come over and talk.

The plane took off quickly, and the propeller plane was very bumpy, and everyone had their backs against the bulkhead to reduce the vibration. But my hands were handcuffed to the handles, and my body swayed back and forth, which was very uncomfortable. I couldn't stand it anymore and asked the police if they could change places for me. The two policemen discussed it, got up, took out the keys, and handcuffed me, then took me to a back corner and re-handcuffed me.

It's not a bad place, you can straighten your body. After I sat down, I glanced at it and saw that there was an old man leaning on the nearby parcel. This old brother has a very big head, sparse hair, like a big lion's head, but his neck is very thin, which makes people worry about whether it will break. I squinted my eyes and saw a small object hanging from his neck in the dim light of the cabin, which I rubbed with my hand from time to time, and seemed to cherish it. It was a Han Dynasty jade, cylindrical in shape, carved with a few simple knives to carve the outline of a prone fat pig, just the size of a hand to hold. At the time of burial, the dolphin will be placed in the palm of the deceased's hand, symbolizing the wealth of the underworld, and the jade cicada Han Eight Knife contained in the mouth of the deceased is the same thing.

The dolphin is a bright weapon, for the dead. This old brother is probably a layman, how can he hang a bright weapon on his body? If this is seen in Panjiayuan, it will definitely have to be ridiculed with a sentence of "plugging **".

"Plug**" is an allusion. During the Republic of China, Sun Dianying blew up the tomb of Cixi, and a large number of burial goods in it were scattered among the people. There is a banner man in Beijing who was in the Qing Dynasty, and somehow got a piece of jade in the tomb, which is small and cute in the shape of a cone. He likes it so much that he has nothing to hold in his mouth every day. Later, someone who understood told him that the jade was called the Nine Tricks, which was used to seal the nine orifices of the corpse, and the one in his mouth was used by Cixi to stuff the anus......

When the police walked away, the old man poked his head over and asked curiously, "I said, what did you do?" I looked at him, and he didn't say anything. He also leaned forward: "I can be escorted by plane, this matter is probably not trivial, right?" ”

"Antique." I said two words.

The big head's eyes lit up: "Yo, it's folded in the Tong's store?" ”

Tongjia is an incision in the ancient world, which means something that is dug up from the grave by himself. However, this is an old saying, after the liberation, almost no one used it, and they all said that it was the Sun family, which means that it was collected from the people's homes. This big head is probably such an incision as hearsay, and I didn't grasp the meaning of it exactly, so I used it indiscriminately. Among the people who play antiques, there are a lot of this half-bottle of vinegar, and they think they know it very well, but in fact, it is not at that level at all. Curiosity is still strong, and it's easier to fool them than to fool a mallet who doesn't know anything.

I figured out what he was doing, and a thought suddenly occurred to me. I slowly turned my neck to focus on the grip on his chest, and it wasn't until he realized this that I withdrew my gaze, shook my head, and sighed softly. This sigh immediately made the big head uncomfortable. He rubbed the dolphin repeatedly, his eyes flickered, he hesitated for a long time, and finally came over: "I said, what's wrong with this thing?" ”

"No problem, I'll just take a look."

I was smiling, which alarmed my head, and it became more and more convinced that I had seen something. He shrank back, and after a while, he stretched out again: "Hey, I said, let's meet in Pingshui, and it can be regarded as fate to be on a plane." Now that you are idle, you are idle, I see that you want to talk and stop, what do you have to say? ”

"I'm a prisoner, and I can't talk casually." I shook my head.

This made the big head immediately believe that it was not that there was no problem, but that I was afraid to say something. He patted his head, got up and walked to the two policemen not far away, muttered for a long time, and then turned back and said, "I've asked people." As long as I don't touch you, it doesn't matter if you say a few words. ”

People who can take military aviation have a bit of a background. The two policemen probably thought that this was a trivial matter, and it was not good to save his face, so they agreed to push the boat along the water. The big head was afraid that I would ignore him, so he patted his chest: "Brother, I have some connections in the Beijing-Tianjin area, you help me, and I will help you." ”

I waited for his words, and slowly opened my eyes: "Take something closer and I'll take a look." ”

When the big head heard this, he quickly took it off and handed it to my eyes. I looked at the lights and asked meaningfully, "Where did you get this thing?" The big head suddenly blushed, he scratched his head, grinned, and laughed for a long time before saying, "This is ...... This is a token of promise from my girlfriend. ”

It turned out that this big head was a child of Beijing's military aviation, and he met a female pen pal in Qishan, and the two corresponded for a while, and he came to Qishan to see the real person. The female pen pal took him to meet his parents, and his parents took out such a thing, saying that it was an ancestral thing, and only left it for the son-in-law who took a fancy to him. The big head was so moved at the time that he confirmed the relationship on the spot, and took out all the money on his body, bought a lot of things for the woman's family as a dowry, and then took this string of things back to Beijing to prepare for the wedding.

After listening to this description, I knew what to expect, and told him, "Do they know your father's background?" ”

"Yes, I mentioned it in my letter before."

"What else did you promise them?"

"Huh? I promised to transfer her to Beijing and arrange her in a state-owned factory; also helped her brother find a job in Xi'an; buy a color TV for her parents; Buy her aunt a bicycle...... "The big head counted them on his fingers. Before he could finish speaking, I interrupted him and said, "When you go back to Beijing, you only need to do one thing." ”

"Huh?"

"Write a letter to the girl for eight cents, saying that the matter has been blown up."

"Why?" The big head opened its mouth wide and was very stunned.

"This thing was carved out by a local jade factory, and it can fool the layman." I leaned back, "The real Han Dynasty jade is all cut diagonally, so the knife edge is deep on one side and shallow on the other." You see that on the top of this jade, the notches and notches are flat, and the grooves are flat, and at first glance they are cut out by the machine. ”

As soon as the big head heard this, he couldn't sit still, and his jaw couldn't help shaking: "Your statement is too arbitrary, right?" I even went to the expert to get an expert on it! ”

I sighed slightly. I have seen too many such people, who have been deceived themselves, but they refuse to face the reality, hold on to a statement and do not let go, and are suspicious of any accusation.

"Who brought you there?"

"She."

"That's right, that's childcare."

I don't know if it's because the IQ of the big head itself is relatively low, or if people in love are easy to become stupid, I can't think of such a simple reason. I explained for a long time, and then the big head accepted the reality, and the whole person sat back between the parcels like a deflated ball, and after a while, I actually cried......

He cried very sadly, not loudly, but with a lot of tears, and a desolate wail in his throat. I really can't see that such a big man is crying like a little girl. While crying, he slurred his fond memories of the girl, and wiped the corners of his eyes with a handkerchief. The two policemen thought I had done something to him and came over to inquire. I didn't hide it, I told it all, and the police saw that he was crying and tearful, and he wanted to be happy but not happy, so he sat back again.

He cried there for a long time, and wiped his tears: "Thank you, brother. If you hadn't taken a second look, my feelings would have been deceived by her. Tell me, there's something I can do to help you. I also have a few acquaintances in prison who can take care of you. ”

I said, "Actually, it's not that much trouble." All I need you to say to someone is that. Then he whispered a few words to him, and the big head was stunned after listening: "Who are you this person?" ”

"The only person in the whole city of Beijing that I can trust." I let out a long breath.

The big head quickly leaves, continuing to remember his deceived love. I continued to close my eyes and recuperate, my mind spinning incessantly.

Transitioning from the hotel full of lust to the cold cabin, I was finally able to calm down and slowly digest the impact of Kido's notes.

Judging from the whole article, the inheritance of the Jade Buddha seems to have been broken at the end of the Ming Dynasty. It wasn't until Xu Yicheng's generation that the information was collected and completed. The article was written in 1930, and it is possible that Kido Yuzo saw this document and moved his mind to China.

However, there is still a big contradiction in this research article. According to Xu Heng's "Self-Description", the Jade Buddha was divided into two in the Tang Dynasty, and the head of the Buddha in Hanoi was brought back to Japan, and Xu Heng got the Buddha's body and hid it in Qishan. In this case, the Buddha's head should be in Japan, so why did Kido Yuzo come to China to find it?

This shows that there is an important link missing between these two things. It is very likely that the jade Buddha head was returned to China during the period between the Tang Dynasty and the Republic of China, and it was not until the Anti-Japanese War that it was transported to Japan again. Ji Yunfu said that this article should be read in reference with "Jingde Chuan Lantern Record", but "Jingde Chuan Lantern Record" is a book in the Song Dynasty that records the deeds of senior monks in the past dynasties, and I don't know what the connection is with this. I didn't have the book at hand, so I had to put it aside.

It occurred to me that on the way to Conch Mountain, we had seen a large tomb. According to the notes, it should be the tomb of Xu Xin in the Ming Dynasty. Fang Zhen found a money from the tomb, the front was "Runan Shide", and the back was also four words, and only two words could be seen clearly: people, heart.

I shuddered. That money is spent on the square hole, the square hole is the return, and the "return" is repentant. Four words on all sides, two words are people and hearts, are the other two words things and passes? Does it refer to repentance, repentance, repentance, repentance?

It was my grandfather's last words, my father's last words, and the origin of the name of the shop.

I have always believed that my father's last words represent his remorse for some things and people. But now I find that in the tomb of my ancestor in the Ming Dynasty, there are already these four sentences, so this sentence should be the ancestral training of the Xu family, from this point of view, my father's last words seem to have another meaning.

As I thought about it, it seemed like I was back in that day.

It was a sunny afternoon. When I came back from playing basketball outside, I noticed that there were a lot of people gathered in front of my house. When the neighbors saw me coming back, they all got out of the way, their eyes full of sympathy, sadness, and even a few lines of schadenfreude, but no one spoke. I didn't know what they meant, so I pushed through the crowd and pulled out the key and went into the house. Usually when I go home, my mother will always hand me an enamel jar of cool white open, and then take off my dirty vest to wash; And my father was always reading in the study. But when I came back this time, the house was quiet and empty.

On the desk in the study, I saw a piece of letter written by my father, with eight words on it: repentance, repentance, repentance, repentance, and a string of numbers. I didn't understand what it meant, so I folded it casually. At this time, there was a knock on the door, and when I opened the door, I saw that it was the head of the school reform committee. He proudly announced to me that Xu Heping, a rightist and counter-revolutionary, and his wife, had been terrified by the young revolutionary generals, and had committed suicide by throwing themselves into the water in Taiping Lake for fear of being exposed for their crimes, thus ending their criminal lives. He was ordered to come and collect the evidence of the counter-revolutionaries.

Strangely, as if with a hunch, I didn't show much sadness, but was unusually calm. I pounced on the leader and scuffled with him. He was the main player of the college basketball team, and he was very strong, but I broke two ribs that day. Then I was pressed to the ground by seven or eight people, punched and kicked, and I couldn't move. I saw a crowd of people burst into my home, wantonly destroying everything I knew. The photo of my father and mother getting married was trampled on the ground, my mother's flower pot was smashed, and the awards on the wall and the toy guns on the cupboard were all thrown out the window......

I spent the next three days in the detention cell of the police station. When I was released, they told me that my parents' bodies had been cremated. I didn't see the last of them, and all I got was a jar of ashes in my hand - they didn't even store them separately, but it was fine. From beginning to end, I didn't shed a single tear.

When I returned home, I found that there was a mess in the house, there was not a single place that had not been ravaged, and not a single thing had not been turned over. I curled up in the ruins with the urn in my arms and slept all night. When I woke up the next day, I took out my father's last words and looked at them, and suddenly I found that the string of numbers was the index number of the university library. At that time, the school was noisy, no one was in class, and no one went to the library. I took the opportunity to sneak in, follow the map, and find a notebook. In this notebook, it is recorded that "Su Ding Lu", and its password is the eight words "repentance, repentance, repentance" - but where the other book is hidden, I don't know, maybe it has completely disappeared in this world with the demolition of the old house.

It's amazing, Kido Yuzo took two notebooks with him, but he didn't know the key; My father, Xu Heping, knew the key, but he didn't take notes. It wasn't until the eve of Kido's death that two of them were returned to my father. As early as that time, my father already knew the truth, but he chose to remain silent, and after handing over some of the information to Ji Yunfu, he continued to remain incognito until the torrent of the great era smashed my family to pieces......

I leaned against the bulkhead, quietly recalling these things, and suddenly I had a wonderful feeling, as if these things had been doomed from the moment the fire broke out in the Mingtang thousands of years ago. "Dad, Mommy, Grandpa......" I muttered as I looked at the night sky I couldn't see outside the cabin. The tears that had not been left that day quietly slid down his face at this time.

I don't know how long it took, there was a shock in the cabin, and I finally landed safely. I was taken out of the plane and a police car was already waiting on the tarmac. It was late at night, and I took a deep breath, and when I went to Anyang, I never thought I would return to Beijing like this.

Since it is a military airline, the landing place should be Nanyuan Airport south of Beijing. When I got off the plane, he gestured to me with his big head to show that he hadn't forgotten my instructions, and then picked up his bag and left. Two policemen put me in a police car, and the curtains in the car were tightly drawn, so I didn't know where I was going to go.

The car drove for about 20 minutes and stopped at a detention center where I didn't know where it was. The white-walled and gray house of this detention center is not very large, and only the lights are still on at this time for the sentry and handover rooms. The police dropped me off at the handover room and left, without saying a word. The detention center supervisor looked at me and didn't say much, but just asked me to change into prisoner clothes, gave me a set of toothbrushes and mouthwash cups, sealed and signed my personal belongings, and was quite polite. When the formalities were all over, I was locked up in a single room.

I was a little flattered by that. The conditions in Beijing's detention centers are very poor, and there are often more than a dozen people crammed into a single room, eating, drinking, and lazing in it, and few prisoners can enjoy the luxury of a single room. I don't know how I can catch up with this kind of treatment.

In fact, the conditions of this single room are not very good, a set of torn mattresses and quilts that cannot be seen on the bed, and a layer of yellow oil shell is knotted on it. There were a few suspicious stains and messy notches on the walls. In the corner of the bedside was a night pot, and in the corner of the wall near the night pot was a circle of miserable green urine moss, and the smell could still be faintly smelled.

If they had changed to yellow smoke, medicine, or Kana Kido, they would never have been able to stand it, but this kind of environment has long been commonplace for me. I didn't take off my clothes, I just lay down on the mattress and slept peacefully.

I've been a street thug for a while, so I'm pretty familiar with the rules. For the detention center, the single room is only a temporary transit station, and the inmates who can live here are either vicious felons or people with backgrounds, neither of whom will stay for long. So I guess that since I'm locked up in a private room, I'll only stay for a day or two at most, and I'll be transferred again soon.

But what made me feel strange was that for the next five days, except for the three meals a day, which were delivered regularly, there was no movement at all, no one interrogated, no one visited, no one came to pay bail, and even twice a day release, I did not have my share. I could only stay in this small room every day, listening to the noise of the inmates in the nearby cells and the footsteps of the correctional guards patrolling back and forth. The calm was unsettling, and I seemed to be Dundee from The Count of Monte Cristo, imprisoned in an old prison that no one cared about. The outside world forgot that there was such a person as me, until I died of old age.

In order to dispel this fear, I walked up and down every day in the number room, keeping my body moving a certain amount of movement, which is called a dog to spin in circles in prison; My brain is not idle, rearrange and combine the clues I have collected so far, to see if there will be new discoveries, and my brain hurts, but I still can't think of a reason.

On the sixth day, at last, a disciplinarian opened the room and said to me, "Make a wish, someone wants to see you." I walked out of the room, stretched greedily, and followed him to the reception room. The reception room was separated by a thick glass door, and I saw an old man with a white beard sitting opposite, with his hands on his knees, his eyes closed.

The head of the red-letter door, Liu Yiming?

It could be him.

I don't have a deep impression of this old man, except that he didn't say a few words at the dinner that night. In the end, I was leaving, and the other four doors all sent good things, and he sent two fluttering sentences. I really didn't expect that the first person to come to visit the prison would not be Kana Kido, not Liu Ju or Fang Zhen, but him. To be honest, I wouldn't be so surprised when Huang Kewu came.

I walked over slowly and sat down. Liu Yiming heard the voice, slowly opened his eyes, and stared at it for half a minute before he spoke: "Xiao Xu, you have been wronged." This line is very familiar, those underground parties in the movie who were misunderstood by their own comrades, after the truth is revealed, there will always be a leader who says this on behalf of the organization.

"Huh? What grievances do you mean? "You're welcome.

"It's a misunderstanding. Everyone thought you died in Anyang, but someone found the dragon tattoo in Qishan, and the Huang family thought it was stolen, so they reported the case, and they didn't expect to arrest you. ”

For this statement, I just smiled, and Liu Yiming raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and the two of them tacitly agreed. He gave such a clumsy explanation, wanting to tell me in a secret way that this matter was made by the Huang family themselves, not the official decision of the five veins.

Liu Yiming patted the back of the chair lightly: "You don't have to worry too much, the Huang family will withdraw the case soon, the police have Fang Zhen coordinating, and this case can't be established." But procedurally, I have to be wronged to stay here for a few days. I'll let the people in the detention center take care of you. ”

I said expressionlessly: "It doesn't matter if I'm wronged, it's not good to delay the business." ”

Liu Yiming heard my words and smiled slightly: "You can rest assured, whether it is the dragon pattern Jue or the Buddha's head, the five veins will definitely give you an explanation, and will not let you work in vain." ”

I heard it, and he asked me about my discovery in Qishan. This shows that neither Fang Zhen nor Kana Kido said what happened at that time. I think it's very strange, it's understandable that Kana Kido doesn't say it, Fang Zhen is a subordinate of Bureau Liu, and he didn't even reveal the slightest rumor, which is too strange. Could it be that Liu Yiming and Liu Ju are not all the way?

Liu Yiming is the head of this generation of five veins, but as far as my feeling is concerned, this person is like an idle cloud and wild crane, he has never participated in any affairs, and even his speech is covered by clouds and mountains, and there are more virtual than real. The last time the five veins gathered for such a big thing, he almost didn't say a word, and only left me two words of exhortation at the end. This style of never saying things directly is in the same vein as Liu Ju.

I secretly made up my mind that unless he just asked, I would play dumb to the end.

So I looked at him quietly, refusing to say a word. Liu Yiming was not in a hurry, his fingers slowly tapped the back of the chair, as if he was taking a long test when playing Go. The guard next to him saw that the two of us were like old monks, and they didn't speak, and their expressions became quite strange. This peculiar confrontation lasted for more than three minutes, and the guard had to cough: "Ahem, I said, the meeting time is almost over." ”

This sentence had a little effect on Liu Yiming, and he finally broke his silence: "Actually, I am here today, in addition to wanting you to be relieved, I also want to tell you one thing: Kana Kido has returned to China. ”

I was so taken aback that I could no longer pretend to be calm and got up from my chair. She actually went back to Japan?

Liu Yiming saw my gaffe, remained silent, and said calmly: "After your accident, Kana Kido immediately returned to Beijing. She was going to see you, but she had something more important to do, so she had to go back to China first, and ask me to tell you. ”

"What's the matter?"

"She should have already grasped some of the information, saying that she would return to China and coordinate with the people of the Northeast Asian Studies Association to persuade them to officially return the Buddha's head to our country. It seems that your work in Qishan has been fruitful. ”

I suddenly realized that Liu Yiming did it on purpose. I was anxious to know about Kana Kido, but he didn't reveal it until near the end of the meeting, so I would have fallen into a panic and couldn't keep my composure. I took a deep breath, simply picked out the words, and asked provocatively, "Don't you want to know, what did we find in Qishan?" ”

To my surprise, Liu Yiming shook his head, stretched out a finger and sealed it on his lips, signaled me to silence, and then said: "You can stay here for a few days with peace of mind, the conditions here are average, but it is cleaner than outside." Then he stood up and walked away with the bell at the end of the meeting time.

I was completely confused, Liu Yiming made a special trip to this detention center, neither to rescue me nor to ask me the truth, was it really just to inform me about Kido Kana's return to China?

When I got back to the room, I had a lot of thoughts, and things started to go in a wonderful direction. Kana Kido has a translation of Kido's notes in her hand, and it seems that she intends to use this to convince the Northeast Asian Research Society. This choice is right, now that the mastermind behind the scenes is unknown, it is too dangerous to stay in China, so it is better to jump out early. As long as the Northeast Asia Studies Association agrees to return the Buddha's head, all of this will become the focus of the public, and it will be even more difficult for those behind the scenes.

Kana Kido has returned to Japan, and Fang Zhen knows part of the truth, but he deliberately avoided our conversation from the beginning, and his knowledge is very limited. If anyone wants to know the real situation in Qishan now, the only option is to ask me; And if someone wants to hide the true situation in Qishan, the only goal is also me......

I suddenly got up from my bed, terrified. There are so many things I know now, there are people who don't want me to know, and people who want to know from me. The forces hidden under the water on all sides stared at me coldly, making their own calculations. If you deduce it this way, I will simply become the target of public criticism. I suddenly understood that Liu Yiming said that I was quite clean in prison, which was what I meant.

At that moment, there was a knock on the iron door, and then the small door on the door opened, and a steaming pot of wotou, pickles, and a bowl full of diced celery and meat were handed in. It seems that Liu Yiming has really said hello, and this meal is much more hearty than the previous few days. The prisoner from the next cell smelled the scent and began to clamor and shout for a copy of it, until the warden showed his stick.

I've been a vegetarian for several days, and I don't have enough oil and water in my stomach, so I'm not welcome, I open my big mouth, and after a while, I'm full, and I fall to the ground and gasp. Five minutes later, I suddenly felt that something was wrong. At first, there was only a superficial pain in the stomach, but soon the pain branched out into countless branches and spread throughout the stomach, turning the inside into a fire scene, and everywhere was a fire.

I lay on the ground clutching my stomach, cold sweat professed, and my right hand weakly reached for the iron door of the cell, scratching a few times, but no sound was made. Another burst of pain came, and I couldn't help but scream. The prisoner next door heard it, and at first joked that my buddy had eaten too much, but then he heard that my voice was really wrong, so he hurriedly called for discipline.

The iron door was pulled open with a bang, and when the disciplinarian saw me curled up on the ground and holding my stomach and my face was blue with pain, he immediately called the doctor to examine me. The doctor hurriedly ran over for a brief examination, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said that it might be food poisoning or stomach perforation, and rushed to the hospital. So three or four correctional guards lifted me up and sent me to a van in the detention center, watched by a driver and a correctional officer, and took me to a nearby hospital.

Strange to say, my abdomen hurt sharply, but my consciousness was very clear. Something must be wrong with this food, but who is going to poison me? Is it behind it, or is it someone in the five veins? Why didn't they do anything in Qishan, but they wanted to kill them in Beijing? Does Liu Yiming have anything to do with this?

Doubts hit my spirit, pain tormented my flesh. I kept vomiting, shaking, and curled up in the seat of the van under this double blow. The disciplinarian looked at me as if I was about to die, and he couldn't stop muttering something.

At this time, the van braked sharply and suddenly stopped. I heard the warden ask the driver loudly what was going on, and the driver said that he seemed to have hit someone. The warden looked at me, pulled the car door and went down to investigate. It didn't take long for a muffled thud to come from outside, and then a man rushed into the car, knocked the driver unconscious, and then came up to me.

I was so dazed that I couldn't see who it was. He called out my name and shoved something into my mouth. This thing was a little bitter, and as soon as it fell into the stomach, the stomach suddenly cooled, and the fire weakened a lot. I barely opened my eyes and saw an old man's face with a shocking scar on the right side of his neck, with a rather fierce expression.

"Pay ...... Expensive? ”

The person who came was actually Inspector Fu Gui of Beiping. He helped me up and said sharply, "Don't talk so much, let's go first." "I was still a little dizzy, so he put my arm on my shoulder and helped me out of the car and into a small alley next to me. Look at his movements neatly, not at all like an old man. At the other end of the alley, a Santana had already parked there. Fu Gui stuffed me into the car, jumped on it himself, and ordered the driver to drive. Santana swung his head and drove in the opposite direction. I was swaying in the car, and my stomach still hurt a lot. Fu Gui handed me another pill, I opened my mouth to swallow it, and my stomach felt a little better.

I wanted to ask him what was going on, but I didn't have much strength, so I let the car go ahead and fell asleep again. When I woke up again, I was lying on a soft Simmons bed with a pink towel on the bedside table and a pill in a plastic bottle cap.

I looked around and saw that this room was very characterful. The furniture and utensils are all ordinary, but they are quite cleverly placed, without any calligraphy and painting antiquities, but naturally exude a faint classical charm. The only exception was a big stuffed bear toy at the head of the bed, resting not far from my head.

As soon as the door opened, I saw Fu Gui walk in with a glass of water in his hand. When he saw that I was awake, let me swallow the medicine with water. When I had finished drinking, I weakly asked him what was going on.

Fu Gui smiled: "It's not to get you out." I bought the chef and put a special pill in your dish, and after eating that, you will start to have stomach aches. There is no good doctor in that detention center, and you will definitely be sent to the hospital. It's a trifle. After finishing speaking, he licked his tongue and sighed twice: "This is the old method of intercepting prisoners in the Republic of China, and even the formula of the pill has not changed, I can't imagine that it can still be used now." ”

From his expression, he can vaguely see the demeanor of the great inspector who dominated the city back then. I smiled wryly and picked up the towel and wiped my face: "I'm not asking this, but asking, why did you come to this troubled water?" ”

"She brought me in." Fu Gui looked back. I saw a slender figure appear in the doorway, and the hand holding the cup couldn't help but tremble.

The person who came was yellow smoke.

Huang Yanyan stood there expressionlessly, his expression as cold as before, but his face became thinner and thinner, and his cheeks were pale and pale. Her eyes were fixed on me, but there was no joy or anger. Fu Gui stood up and cast an ambiguous look at me. Huang Yanyan walked over, I smiled wryly and was about to speak, but she raised her hand and slapped me.

The slap was so hard that it was like five water-stained cowhide whips. I was caught off guard and almost fell out of bed with a burning pain in my face. After this slap, Huang Yanyan spoke: "Why me?" ”

"Because of the whole of Beijing, I can only trust you." I covered my face and looked into her eyes.

Before the big head got off the plane, I asked him to pass a message to someone. That person is Huang Yanyan. I knew I was going to prison, but there was something critical out there that I had to trust to someone I could trust. Although Huang Yanyan hated me at that time, I still believed that she was the best choice - I had considered medicine otherwise, but this guy was a little too out-of-the-box and couldn't do things completely reassuringly.